Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4218: How could it give you a chance to save your life?

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"As long as you don't change your mind and try to get a **** bond with the dark flute, there will be no trouble." Bai Mei curled her lips coldly.

The three elders were tight and sweating.

Bai Mei knew from the beginning that the dark flute would **** human blood.

I deliberately took out the dark flute to lure their greed.

Take them as the nourishment for the dark flute.

Seeing Bai Mei's true face, how dare the Third Elder believe Bai Mei's words easily?

"Three elders, you are the only person I rely on now, how could I let you have an accident." Bai Mei saw the fear in the hearts of the three elders, and laughed lowly, "Only I can control the dark flute. Bring me the dark flute...we only have a chance to leave."

The three elders were tight.

There is a struggling expression on his face.

She has no chance to choose...

There is no retreat.

I don't believe Bai Mei, standing here... Faced with the contracted blue dragon's Ye Qingluo, she can't escape.

I believe Bai Mei, at least there is still a glimmer of life.

After all, Bai Mei is already injured and unable to move.

If Bai Mei can borrow the dark flute and take her away from here...

She still has a chance to make a comeback!

The third elder clenched his fists, suppressed the thoughts surging in his heart, and walked towards the dark flute.

Across the mummy of Hall Master Wuyan, the three elders just bent down, shaking their fingers, when they went to pick up the dark flute...

Suddenly, a hurricane hit.

The third elder's finger has not touched the dark flute.

The hurricane has swept away the dark flute.

Furthermore, he took the mummy corpse of Hall Master Without Yan and took the opportunity to move forward in one direction.

The hands of the third elders just grabbed the dry skin directly.

The three elders immediately let go and took two steps back suddenly.

The feeling of grasping in the hand has not dissipated yet.

The three elders paled and wiped their hands vigorously on himself.

While rubbing, his face was pale, and with a bit of fear, he stared in the direction where the dark flute was swept away.

The girl was standing on the eaves with a smile, her hand swaying like a flame-devouring fan, gently shaking.

After looking at the hatred of the three elders.

She smiled even more, Yanran like a flower: "I have given you a chance... Unfortunately, you didn't catch it."

The third elder's face turned pale again, and he was very clear in his heart that the "opportunity" in Ye Qing's mouth meant just now, and did not stop her and Hall Master Wu Yan from snatching the Dark Flute.

If Ye Qingluo stopped it...

It is possible that Hall Master Wuyan would never be killed by the dark flute sucking blood.

Ye Qing moved her finger.

The hurricane brought the flame-devouring fan directly in front of Ye Qingluo.

"Ye Qingluo!" Bai Mei straightened up anxiously, the pain in her whole body made her pale, cold sweat, and trembling with anger.

There was something fishy and sweet in his throat.

Angry, annoyed, and anxious.

"Wow" a mouthful of blood spewed out.

The dark flute is her last straw!

Seems to see the killing intent in Bai Mei's eyes.

Ye Qingluo smiled even more sweetly: "Bai Mei, because...this is your life-saving straw, so...how can I give you a chance to save your life?"

She tilted her head, and there was a smile between her eyebrows, but mixed with different emotions: "I...I won't let you go..."

The voice just fell.

The strong profound energy poured down.

The surrounding air began to condense in blocks of frost.

The surging hurricane madly stirred everything around.

"Ah—ah—"

Bai Mei didn't even have the strength to move the bullet, and was instantly entangled by the hurricane.

Like a sharp knife, cutting on Bai Mei's body.